Post by mollie rae bowman on Mar 19, 2010 22:11:42 GMT -8
`you rule the world, you give the word.
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And if MOLLIE RAE should fall behind...[/b]
"so we made the hard decision
and we each made an incision
past our muscles and our bones
saw our hearts were little stones"
` you've got to learn to act like god.[/b][/size][/center]
, age . sweet sixteen and a day years old
, rp experience . a while
, how you found us . this site is my mistress
, contacts . pms make me happy
[/size][/ul]`just let their suffering slip your mind.
[/b][/size][/center], nicknames . molls, dolly, bowman
, age . sixteen
, date of birth . may twenty second
, species . sweet tooth
, canon . nope
, face claim . sar benett[/size][/ul]
`in which we nod in agreement.
[/b][/size][/center], weight . ninety two pounds
, tattoos&piercings . ears
, distinguishing features . really light skin, sharp cheek bones,
, physical flaws . pointy ears, short, stubby fingers and toes
, personal style . whatever she can find, light, flowy, cute
, general description
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`help me escape from lonely choirs
[/b][/size][/center]- flowers
- fairy food
- fairies
- little animals
- fairy food
- sunshine
- flowy dresses
- tea parties
- gentlemen
- jewelry
, dislikes .
- shoes
- being away from fairies
- the dark
- knifes
- human food
- sad people
- drunks
- humans
- uncontrolled fires
- new things
, strengths .
- will do anything to make someone smile
- doesn't get frustrated easily
- dependable, will do anything for her friends
, weaknesses .
- trusts everyone and anyone
- doesn't understand simple things/ most emotions
- distracted easily
, goals .
- to always have fairy food
, fears .
- the fairies would make her leave
- mean people who like pain
, secrets .
- wishes someday she was remembered what its like to be human
- wants to own as many bunnies as she can
, personality
mollie is probably one of the sweetest things you could ever find. though she looks like she's sixteen she often reacts to things like a two year old. little things excite her, like butterflies and lady bugs and she's always willing to show what she's found with someone else. overall mollie is a happy little sweet tooth willing to do what ever you want for food, even if she has to do things that aren't sweet and innocent. one thing she hates the most is people who are sad so she'll always try to make you smile.
if you stay by mollie long enough you'll notice somethings not really right. on the outside she is [/size][/ul]
`cause this is about life.
[/b][/size][/center], father . devin bowman
, mother . colette bowman
, sibling(s) . jeremy bowman
, pet(s) . gregory the rabbit
, other family . n/a
, history
The Bowman family is the definition of average. A mother and a father, both who are dedicated workers and often away from home, a son and a daughter. Devin Bowman was a hard working door to door sales man when he met Colette Fraiser, and it only took them five months to fall madly in love and get married. A few years later the couple took an even bigger step and decided to have a baby. Jeremy was a strong baby, loud, yet the apple's of his parents eyes. Two years after Jeremy was born, Mollie became the latest addiction to the family. As their two children grew up Devin and Colette were constantly in and out of their lives. In fact, most of the time the two had a nanny. However, when the family was together they tired to make the best of it. They'd go on cruises, take long road trips and over all they were a normal american family.
of course, there is always a catch. you see, even though the Bowman family has tons of good memories Mollie can't remember any of them. Its not that she has a mental problem, in fact she is rather capably of thinking for herself, its just... when she was ten Mollie ran away and never came back. Now, if Mollie knew that when she ventured into the forest she wasn't going to come back she would have not gone and if knew away to get out she would surely take it. But all those years ago Jeremy dared his sister to walk as far as she could into the forest (it was just a game) but fairies got her. Yes, fairies. Not the kind of your child's stories but the kind of your nightmares.
Little Mollie drank their wine and ate their food against her own will and became a sweettooth. Of course she doesn't remember any of this, so its hard to pin-point how old she actually is now. Fairy years don't exactly equal human years and by now her family has given up hope of looking for their precious little girl. All Mollie knows is that she wants fairy food, because it keeps her alive, but in the back of her mind she feels like someones supposed to save her, but that seems like a lost cause now. [/size][/ul].[/color]
` which only hollow voices sing.
[/b][/size][/center], member title .
, rules word i know the rules D: isn't that good enough?.
, rp sample .
Surprisingly, Val's guess had been correct; there was someone else there. he seemed to have come out of the shadows, catching the duplicator off guard. how long had he been there? what was he doing there? valentine bit the inside of her lip and she examined the shadowboy. his clothing gave him away, he was a tracker. she stood up quickly so that he wasn't scaling over her, but it didn't help because she was so small and he, well, wasn't. frustrated at her lack of intimidation, valentine placed her hands on her hips and her face became a mask of emotion. it helped conceal the real emortions running threw her. just the sight of him made her stomach sink, a tracker was the last thing she wanted to see; they normally came if they had to escort you to a doctor's office. how could she possibly stand a few more hours running? maybe they where planning on killing her slowly.
"Lysander is. Who's asking? And why?" valentine wrinkled her nose at his answer. First off, Lysander was just a funny name. where was he from? asia or something? Secondly, it just bother her how he walked in and acted like he was all that. didn't he know that was her job? or maybe he didn't know her, because he did ask for her name. how strange. why would the doctors send him to get her and not mention her name. for a moment she felt like lying to him, saying something like 'my name is lafanda' or 'i don't have a name', but that would just be cruel. "Valentine is asking" she snapped at him, answering in third person to match his question. "What are you doing here?" If he didn't know who she was then there didn't really seem any reason for him to be there in the shadows. still, should she really question company? it seemed like forever since she had shared a full on conversation with someone, and the tracker didn't seem that bad. in fact, he looked nice. even when he looked all men in black like, leaning against the pillar with his arms across his body, he seemed... nice.
That was crazy though, the only tracker she could really trust was Alaska, and that was only because Jared knocked her up. The rest of them, no matter how nice or cruel they looked, had their loyalties with Winslow and thus, couldn't be relied on. "Why'd you skip dinner? You really ought to eat, or you might waste away to nothing." Lysander said with a nervous laugh. was he scared, of little valentine or had he never really tried to talk to a patient before. What ever the situation was, Valentine wasn't going to give the boy and pity. "Whats it to you?" her voice was sharp like before and she took a half-step forward. if push came to shove it would be a thirty against one fight, because of all her duplicates, but the fact that he had come out of the shadows gave her reason for worry. "If you stay in asylum long enough you waste away to nothing wither you eat or not..." Valentine frowned a bit, "I've never seen you around here before, did you just start working here? or are you one of those who is working outside all the time?"[/size][/ul]
` are there giants too, in the dance?
[/b][/size][/center]This application was made exclusively for Nevermore by Maura Lee Bee. Steal it, and I will release the hounds when you least expect it. And they're not cute little puppies either. They are ravenous beasts because I constantly forget to feed them. They bite, by the way. And love flesh. Don't make me release the hounds. O _ O
Lyrics are from Meg & Dia's "Are There Giants Too, In the Dance?" on their album Here, Here, and Here.
[/size]Lyrics are from Meg & Dia's "Are There Giants Too, In the Dance?" on their album Here, Here, and Here.
